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“Oh, that’s great. We should definitely go.” She buzzed with excitement.

“Go where?”

Jo looked to the source of the voice to see Cora making her way up the steps, a wrapped tin foil container in her hands.

“The Whidbey Fair. Kerry invited Jo along to see Dianne’s new kiosk idea, and I thought we should tag along,” Andrea offered up.

“Oh, I saw the flier and drove past there a few times. We should definitely go,” she readily agreed. “I haven’t been to a fair in years.

“What’s that?” Jo jutted her chin toward the container in her hand.

“Oh, this is a chicken lasagna for dinner, courtesy of Chef Daniel,” she answered. “Let me just go pop this in the refrigerator. I’ll be back.”

“So, what’re you doing?” Jo turned to Andrea, pointing at the laptop she had.

“I’m creating a website for the fire department.”

Jo looked at her sister questioningly.

“It’s a really long and weird story, but yeah, I agreed to create the website for the department.” Andrea expressed.

Jo nodded in understanding. As far as she was aware, her sister never steered toward this path in her field of work.

“Okay,” she replied simply, keeping back what she wanted to ask for another time.

* * *

A kaleidoscope of colors painted the darkened skies with their brilliance; the different rides of attraction stood looming and inviting the adventurous to come to take a chance at being catapulted or suspended in the air, defying the laws of gravity. The enormous Ferris wheel stood at the center of it, all lit up like a gateway to another universe.

As Jo and her sisters continued to walk around, taking in everything, the energy and vibrancy of the fairground left the air buzzing as screams of excitement competed with the booming music playing and announcers using megaphones to invite patrons to their booths to try their luck or simply buy something special. It was all chaotic, and yet it came together so well.

Her sense of smell was also bombarded with a myriad of aromas that sent her senses into overdrive. She smelled hot dogs, hamburgers, the sweetness of cotton candy, caramel apples, and every other scent that she couldn’t readily identify but also assaulted her senses.

“Where did Kerry say we should meet her again?” Cora called out above the noise.

“She said Dianne’s kiosk will be closer to the carousel,” Jo replied, pointing to the huge structure rotating on its axis as children and adults wore fringe smiles, giggled, and squealed as the horses who moved up and down made 360-degreerotations.

The sisters walked toward the contraption, keeping their eyes out for the booth where their cousins would be.

“There it is.” Cora gestured toward the sign that read, “Java Bistro.”

The three hurriedly made their way toward the booth, where they could see their auburn-haired cousin speaking animatedly and laughing with a young woman with chestnut-colored hair that lay just above her shoulder blades in a sleek bob.

“Kerry,” Jo elevated her voice above the music and other sounds to get her cousin’s attention.

Kerry turned to them, and a large grin decorated her face before she rushed from behind the booth to come to hug each sister.

“I’m so glad you guys made it,” she said gratefully.

Jo gave her a light smile.

“Come meet Dee,” she invited, speaking specifically to Jo, who had not met Dianne officially yet.

“Dee, this is Jo,” she introduced.

The young lady smiled politely at her and held out her hand for a handshake.

“It’s nice to meet you,” the young woman spoke.

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